There’s a charter school in my Massachusetts town that markets itself as a place where students are immersed in art, music, and hands-on learning. These things appeal to me, and I’ve been tempted to consider applying to it for my almost kindergarten-aged daughter. On the website, it’s clear that the school is pitching itself to a certain brand of crunchy, organic parent; since I’m one of them, I get it.
Our local public school district, on the other hand, is definitionally incapable of pitching itself to a particular sort of family….